Port Sirena - Blog Posts

she was the tide, always drifting in and out of the lives of those who loved her, eternally indecisive, unable to discern whether she desired the solidity and safety of land, or the wild freedom of the ocean 🌊

advice for seaside towns

bonfires might seem like a good choice, but only when you’re not alone. even though you never truly are, fires only work if you can see who’s close to you.

don’t let your brain be numbed by the constant sound of the waves. every little hitch in its rhythm is important for your orientation and safety.

that was not a seaweed that touched your foot, but if you jump, they will be offended. it’s just their way of playing with visitors. so remain calm, they will not harm you.

if you’re sleeping in a lighthouse, always lock the door to your room, specially if it is on the top floor, next to the actual light. that way it’s harder to accidentally pass through dimensions.

never ignore your gut. if you’re exiting a lighthouse or an abandoned house/ building and your stomach feels like it’s dropping to the ground, go in again, whisk in and out the door three times, then get away as quickly as possible.

german shepherds and labradors are two good breeds of dog to have, they can scare it off. the sea doesn’t like loud sounds.

never dig around too much on a natural beach. if no human comes to clean the mess afterwards, someone else will and you don’t want to see them.

if you ever find yourself alone and feeling observed, sing. sing real loud to let the waves know you’re aware they’re there. sing until you reach civilization. no person will think you crazy, they will think you lucky - if they get to see you.